Jack led the group down the stairs leading to the basement, with Debbie right behind him being led by her chain. Brant was right behind her admiring her ass as it swayed back and forth with each step down she took. The rest of the pack was right behind him wondering what Jack had planned for their enjoyment.
Jack had finished the basement several years before. But since he'd met Debbie and discovered her craving for the BDSM lifestyle, he'd made some modifications and installed a few new pieces of furniture, none of which Debbie had seen thus far. She had no idea what she was walking into.
The center piece of Jack's furnishings was a bench he had designed and built himself. The bench was made of solid oak and stained with a dark walnut finish. The height of the bench was 32". Just the right height for his 6' frame. The width of the bench was about the width of a doctor's examination table. It was thickly padded on top with a headrest that could be adjusted up or down. On each side of the bench were leather wrist restraints. Just below the wrist restraints, at the bottom of the bench, on each side were two arms that rose up from the bench on each side, giving it a U shaped look. The arms could be adjusted in or out depending on how far he wanted to spread Debbie's legs. At the top of each arm was an "O" ring that an ankle restraint could be fastened to.
Debbie's eyes widened when she took the last step down into the basement and saw what her master had built. She had no doubt it was meant for her. Jack led her over to the bench. "You ready for some more fun?" He had a sinister grin on his face as he asked. He stroked her face gently as he smiled at her. Jack knew exactly how to keep her yearning for both his gentle touch and rough domination at the same time. It was a balance he had worked hard at learning. But it had become the combination of gentleness and roughness that had drawn Debbie into his domination of her, and his mastery over her body and desires.
"Yes sir!" Her voice was trembling slightly as she spoke.
Jack unhooked the chain from her collar then patted the bench. "Up here!"
Debbie climbed up on the bench and laid down. Jack fastened each of her wrists to the sides of the bench, then lifted each leg and fastened her ankle to the arm standing next to it. Debbie's heart was racing with the attachment of each restraint. A wave of fear mixed with excitement washed over her as the second ankle restraint was attached. Jack
smiled down at her standing between her upturned legs. He then released the latch on each arm and adjusted it, spreading her legs into a "V" formation.
Debbie was now completely at the mercy of her master and his five friends. She looked around the room as she lay there. Several of the men were already undressing. She didn't know what to expect next.
Jack moved to the head of the bench and adjusted the headrest so her head was hanging down at just the right angle for her mouth to be fucked. He then walked over to the bar he had built into the corner of the basement and grabbed a small bowl from the counter. "Alright guys. Here's the ground rules for the next round. Each of you must eat her pussy till you bring her off. Once you do, you can fuck either her pussy or ass. But you can't shoot your load inside her since the next guy has to take his turn. If you do shoot your load inside her, you have to clean her out yourself."
"So where can we unload?" Brant asked.
"Anywhere on her body, or down her throat! Up to you. Just not in her cunt or ass." He looked around the group. "Any problems with the ground rules? My slut. My rules."
"Nope! I'm okay with them." Tom responded smiling. "I'm just glad you asked me here."
Jack waited to see if there were any objections. Not that he cared. If anyone had objected, he would have been told to leave. "OK. This bowl has five numbers in it. Each man will draw a piece of paper. The number on that piece will be his turn number." Jack walked to the center of the room and held the bowl in the air. Each man walked up and took a piece of paper from the bowl.
"Alright! I'm first!" Brant yelled out.
"So what are the rest of us supposed to do while the others are taking a turn? Stand here and play with ourselves?" Walt grumbled. He'd pick out the #4.
Adam laughed. "That should be easy for you! You do it all the time anyway!" That brought laughs from everyone.
"Screw you asshole!" Walt shot back angrily.
Jack was beginning to regret inviting Walt to this little event. "Walt, I don't know what you're problem is. But you better chill out." Jack paused, and then answered his question. "You can take turns fucking her mouth again," he started smiling, "if you have the stamina."
"Oh I got the stamina!" Tom spoke up enthusiastically. He walked to the head of the bench as Brant was grabbing a stool and positioning himself at the foot of the bench, between Debbie's legs. Tom slapped Debbie across the face a couple of times with his flaccid cock. He had been the last to get his cock sucked off upstairs just 15 minutes before. But he knew he'd be ready for another round in no time. "Come on slut! Open wide and suck on those balls. Now I'm really gonna give you a good face fucking!" Tom leaned in and shoved his ball sack into Debbie's open mouth. "Damn Jack! You got one sweet slut here!" He then reached out and grabbed her tits for leverage. Even when laying on her back, Debbie's tits rose from her body like two mountains that needed to be conquered.
Brant watched Tom for several minutes, enjoying the show, until Ted spoke up. "You gonna eat the slut man? Don't make me wait. I got #3." Brant stroked the length of her cunt with his fingertips. That brought a moan from Debbie's ball filled mouth. Her cunt was soaked and her clit was swollen from the state of arousal she'd been in for the last couple hours. Her grunts and snorts could be heard by everyone as Brant worked her clit with his fingers. He gently caressed it at first. Then he took it between his thumb and index finger and pinched it slightly, pulling on it as he did. He did that several times, bringing a squeal from Debbie each time he did. Her body was already jerking up off the bench as Brant manipulated her clit.
Brant looked up at Tom and smiled as he dipped his head towards her treasure box. "This isn't going to take long!" Tom backed off slightly waiting for the reaction he knew was coming when Brant's mouth started working her clit. Brant locked his mouth on her clit, licking and sucking on it.
Debbie screamed in ecstasy as her body arched up off the bench. "OOOOHHHH FUCK!" It seemed like every nerve ending in her body was now located in that tiny piece of flesh just above her pussy. She began grunting and snorting, her head thrashing from side to side, as Brant alternated between licking it with the tip of his tongue, pulling on it with his lips, and nibbling on it with his teeth. All she could say over and over was, "Oh fuck! Oh fuck!" He could feel her body tensing as her orgasm got closer.
Tom had watched long enough. His cock was hard enough again to start plowing her mouth the way he wanted. He grabbed her head with both hands and held it still as he laid the head of his cock on her lips. Debbie opened her mouth like the obedient slut she had become. Tom groaned with satisfaction as her mouth wrapped around his cock like a velvet glove. "OH SHIT!" He leaned forward again and grabbed her tits a little rougher this time.
